spent brass lining the streets

unconscience thoughts
a conscientious consciousness
casting half chewed
seeds to impregnate
the dry soil with
a convergence of amalgomous
kernels of dreamscatter
fields of broken hearted
declarations of
emancipated deterrents
reaching callous capacity
in overwrought agonies
a sleepless sphere in
salicylic idioms leaving
fresh pink scars over
an abundant emptiness
lovingly wrapped in the
silent pulse of wartorn
effigies of refusals
as refugees suffer in
displacement disillusionment

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